December Rose

My Partner in Pink made this gorgeous art and wrote this poem for me. I can’t even describe how much I love this. Thank you Michelle Marie for always knowing what I need, even when we haven’t connected for a while. Love you MM, from Pinky.

Sweetly played the soft reposeThe November day December roseAwakened from her slumber lifeShe looked upon that man of strifeShe kindly bid him thinkingIf that man would just stop thinkingThen I could leave without goodbyeDecember hugged herself up tightShe tried she did with all her mightTo say the words pushed down just rightShe choked them out and wiped her tearsShe held them closely even fearedThe Mister with that fist of wordsShe backed out once, then twiceStanding in the door she and softlyWas no more the wife of the mister manTo herself softly she said I think I canRemembering the girl December roseWho sang so softly this sweet reposeDecember Rose is her nameI call her Pinky